Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Nelkin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: She dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with yellow slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'2" when asserting herself. Her copper crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: She is a Cook first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Jezean has worked very hard to control her curse. She's also a talented Roofer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'5" and prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He has wavy silver hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a Navigator, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Nákra took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nákra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 80 gp.